People would fight over who owns a poisonous desert, if that desert was Jerusalem.
People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales.
I don't think immediate tragedy is a very good source of art. It can be, but too often it's raw and painful and un-dealt-with. Sometimes art can be a really good escape from the intolerable, and a goo...
But the truth is, it's not the idea, it's never the idea, it's always what you do with it.")
On the whole, stories don't write themselves.
Oh ... My twitchy witchy girl I think you are so nice, I give you bowls of porridge And I give you bowls of ice-cream.
Writing may or may not be your salvation; it might or might not be your destiny. But that does not matter. What matters right now are the words, one after another. Find the next word. Write it down.
Nothing's ever the same, she said. Be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans.
Not knowing everything is all that makes it OK, sometimes...
Nobody will ever hurt her. She’ll just smile her faint vague wonderful smile and walk away.
Never trust the storyteller. Only trust the story.
It was a city in which the very old and the awkwardly new jostled each other, not uncomfortably, but without respect; a city of shops and offices and restaurants and homes, of parks and churches, of i...
It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tragedies of history are caused, not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad, but by people bein...
It is the curse of age, that all things are reflections of other things.
Coraline opened the box of chocolates. The dog looked at them longingly.Would you like one? she asked the little dog.Yes, please, whispered the dog. Only not toffee ones. They make me drool.I thought...
He stopped for a moment, and he thought about people, and about things, and about how hard it is to do anything for the first time.
DEATH: Mostly they aren't too keen to see me. They fear the sunless lands. But they enter your realm each night without fear.MORPHEUS: And I am far more terrible than you, sister.
For love is no part of the dreamworld. Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.
If I were only allowed to read or enjoy art or listen to music made by people whose opinions and beliefs were the same as mine, I think the world would be a pretty dismal sort of a place... Most, prob...
Cease your weeping! he said. It is I, Loki, here to rescue you!Idunn glared at him with red-rimmed eyes. It is you who are the source of my troubles. she said.Well, perhaps. But that was so long ago....
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